Date: Sun, 6 Aug 2006 07:22:36 EDT
From: Zenith64131@aol.com
Subject: Sucking Ronnie's Cock - Part III

Disclaimer: If you are under the age of 18 / 21 and if your community
does not allow you to read adult material, you must not read any further.
This is a true depiction of what happened.  I don't make up shit.  That's
why it's not the perfect love story -- it's just good old raunchy, dirty
sex.  If you aren't into reading about guys having sex with guys, read no
further.


Sucking Ronnie's Cock -- Part III


Well, once again, I sucked Ronnie's cock.  Today was a little different
than most days though.  I finally talked him into carrying the
abuse/humiliation one step further.

I had some errands to run downtown today which is close to where Ronnie
lives.  He resides in a rundown area where a lot of dopers, prostitutes,
and welfare people life.  Of course, that's not surprising.  Yesterday I
called him and told him what I needed.  I asked him if I could use the
n-word and he said yes.  I told Ronnie that I'm a slut and I need a
nigger's cock in mouth and want to drink his cum.  He laughed and said
"You got it bad.  Bring some money and some Newports."

I don't know what it is with black guys.  Most of the them that I mess
with smoke Newport Kings or Newport 100 cigarettes.  They're about the
highest priced cigarettes around and the damn menthol burns the shit out
of your nose.  I can't even finish one.  Oh well....

I usually keep a carton of cigarettes on hand.  If you know what guys
smoke, even if you don't have a lot of money on hand, you'd be surprised
how many zippers will come down for a couple of packs of Newports.  I buy
them by the carton to save money.  Too bad thugs don't come by the
carton; I could save a lot of money.

Well, Ronnie hates the bookstore where I like to suck dick.  He hates it
because it is hot, filthy, stinky, and he's afraid that people who he
knows will see him there.  Usually I take him all the way back to my
place, suck him off, drive him across town, and come back home.  It puts
a lot of miles on the car, particularly when gas is over three dollars
per gallon!

I talked Ronnie into letting me take him to the bookstore today. He was
reluctant but finally agreed.  We drove down to the shitty part of town
and, just like the kid from "The Black Hitchhiker", I took him into my
favorite large booth.  It smelled of rotten cum and cigarettes and
probably hadn't been cleaned for a month or two.

I got down on my knees and Ronnie unzipped his fly, hauling out his big,
black, circumsised cock.  I admired it for a minute.  The head was very
nice sized and the whole cock got larger as you got to the end of it - a
classic "cobra-headed" piece of prime black meat.  It was already half
hard.  I wet my mouth with a lot of saliva and sucked it in. Ronnie took
a few one dollar bills that I had given him and slid them into the
machine, causing a cheesy video of two guys going at it to pop up on the
screen.

"Hell no," Ronnie said, pushing the button.  He stepped through the
various videos available till we came up on one with a white chick
sucking a hung black man and another equally endowed black man plowing
her pussy.  I gobbled at Ronnie's big dick, causing his knees to buckle a
little bit and he moaned.  "Suck that fucking dick," he said.

I hummed around his fat, black cock.  Ronnie is so fucking skinny that it
makes his dick look like a damn trout.  I had trouble getting it all into
my mouth but he didn't care.  He fucked my throat slowly.  I took that as
a cue and slowed down my blowjob.  Ronnie groaned.

"Oh yeah, motherfucker.  You like that, bitch.  Suck my dick nice and
slow.  Make that fucker cum.  Use yo' tongue and get it good and wet.
Don't go fast.  Take yo' time and do it right you fucking bitch.  Oh
yeah..."

I took the blowjob nice and slow, savoring the pungent smell of Ronnie's
sweaty crotch along with the smell of his cigarettes.  An old bookstore
queen taught me one time to go nice and slow on a blowjob. Anybody can go
fast but quality makes a difference.  So I slowly bobbed up and down on
his cock, twisting my head a little, using lots of saliva, and tonguing
the underside of his meat.  Ronnie approved.

"Damn, dat some good head," he moaned.  "Make me cum and I gots a treat
fo' you."  I moaned and hummed and continued exactly the way I was doing,
sucking deeply and slowly on every velvety stroke. I was going so deep
that I didn't even have to use my hand.

It didn't take long and I could feel Ronnie's cock swell.  My lips
registered the sensations of the loaded, sperm heavy penis about to erupt
in my mouth.  I sucked harder as I felt the cum rush toward the head.  I
slowed even further as the first blast hit the back of my throat.  Ronnie
groaned loudly as the second, third, and fourth waves of semen shot into
my throat.  Just as quickly, it was all over and he pulled his softening
tool from my mouth.

"Damn, nigga, that was some good head," Ronnie said.  "Now it be time for
yo' treat."

I asked him what it was and he asked if I wanted to jack off and lick his
ass.  I said hell yeah.

I laid on the filthy floor of the bookstore and pulled my cock out.
Ronnie pulled his shorts and boxers down and squatted over my face. My
tongue quickly found his ass.  It wasn't bad, kind of a soap smell
combined with a little sweat.  No complaints here.

"Don't cum on me," he said.  "I kick yo' ass if you do."

I played with my inferior white cock as he graciously allowed me to
sample his butt funk.  Ronnie moaned as I lapped at his chocolate,
wrinkly butthole.

"Yeah, you fucking bitch.  Lick my ass good.  You like licking a nigger's
ass, don't ya?  Fucking sick asslicking motherfucker. I oughta shit in
your face but you'd like that. Clean my asshole good bitch."

My dick was ready to burst  Here I had a black ass in my face while I was
hacking the shit out of my dick.  His black ass sat down too hard on me
and I could feel it bending the rims of my wire-rimmed glasses. I pulled
back a little bit.

My dick started to ready itself to cum.  I couldn't help it, my cock
exploded all over my pants.  Thankfully, I didn't get any on Ronnie.  He
stood up and put himself away.

"Git yo ass up," he said, lightly kicking me in the ass.  I loved the
slight kick.  As I started to sit up, I said, "Spit on me."

Ronnie looked like he'd been shocked.  "What you say?" he asked.

I told him my fantasy is to have a bunch of black guys piss on me or spit
in my face.  He just laughed and said, "Ask me."

I asked him, "Please spit on my face."  Ronnie just sneered and didn't
say a word.  I was embarrassed because it seems a little strange to ask
someone to just spit on you like that.

"Sick motha fucker.  You really want a nigger to spit on you?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.  "I want you spit on me and maybe slap me or something."

"You one sick motherfucker.  You want some nigger to fuck you up good,
don't you?" he asked.  "That right?  Ask me again like you mean it,
bitch."

"Can I say the 'n-word' one time?" I asked.  Ronnie laughed and said yes.

"Spit on me, you fuckin' nigger," I said, almost burying myself in the
part.  That did it.

Ronnie blew a load of spit that hit me right in the face, toward the end
of my nose.  I dripped down toward my mouth and I caught it, tasting it.
Normally I don't get to kiss a black dude, but at least if he spits on
me, I can get a taste of his mouth and fantasize about it.

"Look at me," he said.  "Take off your glasses."  I took my glasses of
and Ronnie slapped me in the face, not hard, but just enough to sting a
little bit, too.

"You meant that when you called me a nigger?" he asked.

"No," I replied.  "I just wanted you to spit on me or knock the fuck out
of me."

He laughed.  "You one sick motherfucker.  If you ever say that and mean
it, I would cut yo ass so bad yo mama couldn't 'dentify you."

"I know," I said.  "I'm sorry I said it."

"No problem, bro," Ronnie replied.  "You just one crazy white
motherfucker.  That git you off, that cool with me.  I kind of liked
spitting on you too.  Crazy ass white motherfucker.  Liking that shit.
You crazy as hell."

So that was one of the most exciting encounters I've had with Ronnie.  I
like the whole spitting/slapping thing.  I've been begging him to breed
me like a bitch, etc. but so far to no avail.

If you enjoy black dudes, write to me.  I've heard so much feedback from
other white bitches that like getting used and abused.  There is nothing
having a strong a black man in charge!

Zenith64131@aol.com